It’s unbelievably over a quarter of the way through our fourteen weeks being Self Employed Operators at our Calendar Club shop – time sure flies when you’re having fun!
We’re getting into the swing of it now, and managing to share the pressure of being open seven days a week. The challenge for me is making sure I get time off for me, as I also want to continue spending time with my dear mum and grandsons.
Selling calendars, diaries, notebooks, mugs, jigsaws, etc is rather pleasurable to be honest. No lives can be lost. We get to chat amiably to a variety of people – young and old, rich and poor (admittedly Lichfield is quite an affluent area, but it still has its share of people less fortunate), happy, and struggling to smile. Continue reading
This year has felt far more frantic than any other since we’ve been travelling on the canals beginning in 2009. I’ve put this blog to one side, along with a few other things, to reduce my sense of overwhelm and chaos!
Apologies dear reader. I’ve been meaning to write, it just didn’t happen. I’m going to keep this post as brief as possible, it’s likely I’ll miss things out (there’s so much to say!), but here goes …
An unexpected take over
I was chatting to Barry recently about why it got to this. “RCTA“, he said. “Aha!” said I. “Of course, that’s the biggest difference this year.“
In October 2016, I decided to put my hand up to volunteer to help out the Roving Canal Traders Association, along with about a dozen other boaters. Many people had been critical of how the RCTA had been functioning last summer, and as I’ve done many times in the past, I decided that the most constructive way of moving forward is to help out rather than moan.
Little did I realise how much it would take over my life. Continue reading
Is it just me, or is it normal to feel the older one gets, the faster time seems to fly?
I suspect 2016 will be a year that goes down in history as one of immense and irreversible change, for a multitude of reasons. It also brought a few challenges to Barry and I in our lives less ordinary aboard Areandare, as well as many more magical memories. I’ll certainly be happy to welcome 2017 – I have high hopes for it to be amazing.
In January we left Mercia Marina earlier than expected. Having been invited to take up a trade mooring for the winter; the income we made there only just paid for the monthly morning charge. Consequently this winter we chose to remain ‘on the cut’ – and of course we’ve both been working in kinda ‘proper’ jobs too … Continue reading